Le Jardin du Golfe
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- Swimming pool
- Free parking
- Kids activities or Babysitting
- Pets allowed
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... time for a late lunch - Italian today and tonight is Thai. A highlight of this food extravaganza is the fact that we are able to ask for any food and they will try to oblige! Well Henry asked for one of his favorites! Cassata ice cream. And the chef obliged by organizing a cassata cake fit for a King. There was enough for at least a dozen people and we were sorry that all our friends were not here to share it ;) I hope they won't roll me off at the end of another week of this ...
... still got to get to the front door though! How I wish I'd been around 50 years ago when it would have still been a quite sanctuary. So, here we are back in the sticks where I feel I belong. Salernes just happened to be on Clive's arrow like route back home and only a couple of hours drive. Great relaxed Aire by the river and Ceramics Museum which this town is very famous for. Full of nutty jabbering French. I thought I could talk. I'm a novice compared to this ...
... of places to eat or drink as we make our way down toward the waterfront. We explore the markets, take some photos of the cathedral and palace and then walk around the point to the small port to book a one hour harbour sight seeing cruise. Along the way we see the tower on the hill and a massive monument cut into the hill with the memories of the scenes of French battles of WWI. It is a beautiful hot day for ...
... months you are eligible for an allotment. This is the first place we have been where we can have water flowing straight into the pipes – enabling us to turn off the pump. We can even use the water filter over the kitchen sink and have fresh drinking water. We didn’t even know it worked. Each pitch has a sewage pipe as well. One of our hoses is too short, the other too long to tape it over the pipe and have ...
... of heat. Phew what a scorcher! I made on to the sand only to realise it was really hot. Doing a poor impression of a man on hot coals, I skipped and pranced my way to the two square feet of shade on the entire beach. The kids were away 200 yards down the beach, jousting on the inflatables. I took my T-shirt off to audible gasps (of horror) and wandered down at a suitable pace as the soles of my feet were shedding skin as if at an Afghan flaying ...